It's 70 degrees outside. In January!

Guys. Isn't winter supposed to be cold or something? Thank goodness it's not. I became a mountain biker this weekend, making all of Mr. Brown's dreams come true. I came to a few realizations on this bike ride.

One: downhill > uphill.

B) I would do just about anything if it meant being outside in nice weather.

Third-it's near impossible to get your dog to pose for a picture.

Please excuse the butt shot.

Here's a good one, to make it up to you.

Have a great week!

L

Birthday Month!

Happy 24th birthday to me! As should every girl, I had a pink princess birthday dinner courtesy of my fabulous mother. Complete with feather boas and sparkly crowns. (Is that not a real word? Curse you red squiggle line for mocking my poor spelling). Guess what I got for my birthday!!! Stay tuned for some awesome crafts once I learn how to use this thing :)

In other news:
Yesterday half of our office building was evacuated due to a gas leak. Apparently our office was just fine to stay and breathe in the toxic fumes coming from the other side of the not so big building. Anyway, after a close call re: a panic attack on my part and the street being blocked by fire trucks so no patients could get in, I got off work an hour early. We went to the park.

xoxo
L

Better Together

It's official. We made it to the year mark (over a month ago). I thought in honor of this most blessed occasion a top ten list is in order.

Okay! Top ten fav things about our first year as Mr and Mrs:

10) Read-a-thons on the couch. E-books count right?

9) Mitchell's bi-monthly purges on my closet. It usually takes me only a few days to forgive his kind donations to Goodwill on my behalf.

8) TV on DVD marathons. Or, let's be real-Netflix marathons.

7) Birthday coupons for back rubs that I stretch to last all year.

6) Road trips. Mostly to Cali, there's been about 6 or 7 this year alone. We listen to terrible music reminiscent of high school and eat terrible food. Like Yum Yum Donuts outside of Beaumont.

5) Discovering my new passion for hiking, which could also be called my passion for taking my dog cool places that he can explore and run around.

4) Being scared out of my mind at least twice a week. Turns out, my husband finds joy in hiding behind doors and jumping out at me. The first time I fell to the floor in a useless heap. I've since progressed to throwing things and punching.

3) Settling our fights with wrestling matches. I rarely win, but I do know just the right buttons to push to get myself pushed off the bed. And it always amuses me. Plus Mitchell's ticklish. In case anyone needed to find a weakness in his manly exterior.

2) The sickeningly sweet and cheesy nicknames we have for eachother. It's turned into a game. Whoever pauses or repeats a name thats already been said loses.

1) Nightly cuddle sessions on the couch. Wouldn't miss them for the world. Bonus: if we have a blanket Fender gets to come cuddle too.